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Friday, September 27, 2013

VBT: Adams Apple

Adams
Apple

Touch
of Tantra #1

By:
Liv Morris

Blurb

Adam
Kingsley reigns as the young prince of Manhattan. Everything he
touches turns to gold making him the envy of Wall Street. Women swoon
at his feet, money falls out of his pockets, and his killer good
looks are as wicked as sin. A dangerous trifecta.

What more
could a thirty-two year old man wish for? Maybe that his life never
changes and his past stays far away? Sounds reasonable but life
seldom is.

Kathryn Delcour is a beautiful and alluring
socialite with unique erotic tastes. When she suddenly appears on the
New York City social scene, Adam finds her too tempting to resist. He
has to have her, but she is warned to stay away from him and his
player ways. She tries her hardest to keep him at arm's length
however Kathryn's arms may not be strong enough to hold Adam at
bay.

Hidden secrets, Kathryn's passion for an ancient sexual
practice, and a former business partner wanting to inflict a deadly
revenge set the scene for a wild ride as Adam tells the story in his
own words.

Liv
Morris resides in Manhattan with her husband of twenty-eight years.
After relocating eleven times during her husband's corporate career,
she qualifies as a professional mover. Learning to bloom where she's
planted, Liv brings her moving and life experiences to her
writing.

A native of the beautiful Ozark Mountains of
southern Missouri, Liv feels blessed to have a supportive and close
family. Her three grown daughters are scattered across the country,
but thankfully call home on a regular basis.

She received a
B.S. in Communication from the University of Maryland. Liv has
published five short story series, Love in the City. Two of her short
stories have landed on Amazon's top best sellers list in Contemporary
Romance. Her novel, Adam's Apple, is due for release this summer.

He
turns to me and smiles. “Thanks, Adam, but I’m not sure that’s
a good idea. The last time you took me out for drinks, you ended up
abandoning me at the bar. You left with two women, if I’m not
mistaken. Rubbed my married ass into the ground with that move. Damn,
they were hot as shit, too. Remember?”

“Distantly.”
I pause while my mind travels back to that night. The hotel room. The
shiny surface of handcuffs. Ties attached to bedposts and long
slender legs. “They were recent college graduates. Sorority
sisters. Kinky fucking must’ve been their majors. They were
practically pros. Who carries bondage shit around in their purse,
anyway?”

“Man,
the life you lead, Adam. Sometimes I envy you, other times I think
you’re a crazy motherfucker. One day, you’ll fall for someone and
it will be hard. Who knows, maybe this woman from last night? What
was her name again?”

“Kathryn
Delcour.” Her name rolls off my tongue. Just the thought of her
makes me smile and erases any trace of the kinky night from my mind.

Teaser
#2

Neither
one of us utters a single word. My surrender to her witty entrapment
of me still hangs in the air. I’m an MIT genius for fuck’s sake,
but she’s been winning all the arguments with me. Hands down
kicking my ass. Who would’ve thought my mental match would be a
sexy-as-hell vixen wearing red lipstick and Shalimar? Both of which
are driving me crazy right now.

I’m
not sure she has any idea what she has won, as I willingly gave into
her. And truthfully I’m not sure, either. We are stilling holding
hands with the promise of nothing more. Normally in this situation,
I’d be looking for the next willing woman. Holding hands was great
in middle school, but I have needs that want to be addressed. Yet
here I sit with her. Hand in hand like we’re at a church picnic.